[h2]Mako Moritomi//Yoshida Book Cafe[/h2]
[h3]Sunday, May 3rd, 2015[/h3]

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Mako jumped slightly at the voice that sounded near him, as he was quite clearly ignoring his own edict to mind his own business. He turned to see a waitress, patiently waiting for his order. He paused as his brain rebooted, then started slightly as he came to his senses.

[color=0076a3]"Oh! Uh..."[/color] He paused again, momentarily, as he thought about his order. [color=0076a3]"Um, I'll take an Americano, if you've can. Maybe a cortado...? No, yeah, the Americano sounds more my taste today."[/color] He paused again, glancing over at the group gathered around the suspiciously-familiar girl.

[color=0076a3]"Er... do you think... they need help with anything? I feel kinda callous for being the only one not going over there to lend some assistance. Then again, looks like they have enough people, I'd probably just be crowding them..."[/color] He turned back to the waitress. [color=0076a3]"What do you think?"[/color]